“He’s eager to make your acquaintance.”
“Last one. What does he do when you’re having sex?”
My bear put his paws over his ears.
“He dives down deep inside me where he can’t see or hear anything.’
“Good to know because he’ll be doing a lot of that during this trip.”
We should’ve talked about mating and our future, but we had a week to do that. Right now I was reveling in being with my mate and not thinking of my family’s reaction to me mating a human.
7
MERRICK
I didn’t pretend to pay attention to anything at check-in except for how to get to where we were staying at the resort. That was it. Amenities? Who cared? Scheduled activities? What were those? Places to eat? I wasn’t hungry for food.
Spending that time in the car with King had me hard as a rock. It would be embarrassing, except his pants were just as tight as mine. He wanted me as badly as I needed him.
And to think, there was a period of about fifteen minutes when I thought he’d left the party, changed his mind, and that I wasn’t going to see him again. I looked everywhere for him, and it wasn’t until I went outside and saw him that relief really flooded into me. He hadn’t left. He’d prepared.
I knew I wasn’t ready to leave his side, but for him to arrange to be able to come with me, where we could hide and get to know each other for an entire week without the disturbance of real life… that was some class-A wooing. If I hadn’t already been in love with him, that alone would have made it happen.
The door clicked closed behind me. The next thing I knew, I was being pushed against it, his lips sealing against mine. There was no pretense of being slow and patient. This was a need that had built up over years, and we were releasing it all.
As I parted my lips and his tongue swiped inside, I began to fumble with his belt. We had far too many clothes on, and that was going to end.
A growl built in his chest. It was so fucking hot. I’d never felt so wanted, so desired, not even back then when I felt like the most desired omega in all the world. This was on a whole new level, and it had me so slick, so ready for him.
I barely got his belt open before he helped me up, my legs wrapping around his waist as we continued our kiss and he began walking. I didn’t even know where we were going, his mouth still devouring mine, stealing my entire focus. My hands clutched his muscles, hating the fabric between us.
King gently set me down on the ground, encouraging my legs off of him with a little tap. I hated the loss of his touch and was about to say so when he broke our kiss long enough to pull my shirt up over my head and let it fall to the ground.
My hands went back to his belt, which was less open than I’d thought. I fumbled my way until his pants went to the ground. I grabbed at the band of his underwear, realizing the only way to get them off would be to stop kissing him, and I wasn’t willing to do that. Instead, I slipped my hand inside them and ran my fingers around his hard length.
There was no denying he wanted me as badly as I wanted him. He was long, hard, with pre-cum already gathering at the tip. I swiped it with my finger and pulled my hand out long enough tobring it to my lips. “The only thing worth breaking my kiss for,” I murmured. “You taste so good.”
King dropped to his knees, working my pants off like it was his job. His tongue swiped out as he guided my legs, one and then another, out of the clothes and then swallowed me whole. I grabbed onto his shoulders, my knees nearly buckling. All of me wanted him, but as his hand reached underneath and found my slick entrance, I cried out, “Stop,” not because I wanted him to. I didn’t, but if he didn’t, our night would be over before it had barely begun.
Instantly, his hand fell to the ground. His mouth popped off me, and he leaned back on his heels. “I’m sorry.”
“Sorry for what? For feeling too good?” I grabbed his shirt. Why was that still on? “On the bed, alpha.”
He did as I commanded, and I climbed on top of him. I started exploring his body with my hands and mouth, kissing him, nibbling him… his neck, his chest, lower and lower. As my tongue swiped around his tip, he said, “Gods, now I know what you mean.”
I’d never felt sexier in my entire life.
It was a haze of lust and desire, both of us worshiping each other’s bodies. He rolled us over so that I was underneath him, and this time, he didn’t explore me with his fingers, he fucked me with them, showing me exactly what he was going to do. He praised me, telling me how gorgeous I was, how sexy I was, how responsive I was, how much he missed me.
A few times, I saw his beast flicker in his eyes. I always thought that would be scary, to see a shifter’s animal pushing through like that. In any shifter movie, it was always right as they wereabout to attack. But this was different. This was approval. This was his animal telling me that he wanted me too, that I belonged to both of them.
“I need you inside me.” I started to turn over and get on my hands and knees, but he stopped me with his hands on my hips.
“No. I need to look at your face. I need you to see me, to see us.”
He was referring to his beast, and I cried out, “Yes!”
No other words were spoken. He pulled my legs up so they rested on his shoulders, lined himself up with my slick entrance, and slammed inside of me. I felt so full, so complete. I needed more. I needed everything, and I asked for it, begging him without a stitch of embarrassment.
